Running to the Cross...The Reason Behind it.

If you have read my testimony, you will learn a little more about my life and how I finally came to the conclusion that my life really DID belong to Christ. Also, the post What "Running to the Cross" means to me... goes along with this post.

However, I will go back in time and retell some of my "life story"...
I was raised in a "Christian" home. I went to a church that I feel had a "watered down" worship service. It last a maximum of 20 minutes for the actual teaching/sermon part of the service and there was really no challenge or applications to our lives that followed the preaching part of the service.

After I graduated from highschool, I started college...a Christian college. It was at this time that I was actually able to "venture out" and attend other churches. Although, I don't think my venture really began until my senior year in college when I met my "future" husband...he attended a church that was actually 25 minutes from my parent's house. So when we decided to "court in preparation for a possible future marriage" (as we really didn't desire to "date" or have a so-called boyfriend/girlfriend relationship), I desired to attend church where he attended. We seemed to be like-minded anyway, so it just seemed logical for me to go to church with him as well.

This is where I was first introduced to the "idea" of "running to the cross." I must say, the messages preached by the pastor were very different than the ones I had experienced back at my old church. They urged me to look to Christ, to trust in God my Saviour, and to run to the cross. The pastor often finished his message by saying, "Run, run to the cross!" And the phrase stuck with me, and has been with me for more than 12 years now.

Now when I am faced with a challenge or struggle, that phrase, "Run, run to the cross!" echoes in my head and my heart. I don't hesistate to seek the face of God, for I know that He will answer my cry, He will listen to my prayer, and He will lift me up to Him and carry me when the road gets too rough.

I ask God for help with several different things. Funny thing is, when I really need to find something in a rush, and I ask for God's help, within seconds or minutes of praying for His help...He answers. Something as little as trying to find a sticky note that my husband misplaced...He finds it, God finds that little tiny piece of paper! And if God can do this small task, one that seems so simple, then why can't we trust God in the BIG things as well?

Why do we try to rely on our own strength? We need to call upon Him in ALL things! And He will answer in His perfect timing.

Matthew 21:18-22
18 Now in the morning as he returned into the city, he hungered.
19 And when he saw a fig tree in the way, he came to it, and found nothing thereon, but leaves only, and said unto it, Let no fruit grow on thee henceforward for ever. And presently the fig tree withered away.
20 And when the disciples saw it, they marvelled, saying, How soon is the fig tree withered away!
21 Jesus answered and said unto them, Verily I say unto you, If ye have faith, and doubt not, ye shall not only do this which is done to the fig tree, but also if ye shall say unto this mountain, Be thou removed, and be thou cast into the sea; it shall be done.
22 And all things, whatsoever ye shall ask in prayer, believing, ye shall receive.

Have a blessed and prayerfilled day!
Heather